strange sensation of being protected by spirit.

Strange sensation when you are feeling upset and being negativity around you due to someone trying to upset me via social media.

I sensed that my grandmother was around me and so was my beautiful husband Gary.

Yes this is my second blog I have started.

The overwhelming sensation of being protected from the love of my Nan and husband was enveloping me like a cooling glove of pure love.

I could feel so much love that it was making me want to cry but I didn't I held it in.

I'm sitting here in my lounge listening to Gary and my nan having a conversation about me.

I am not saying a word I am writing this blog on my other google account.

I can hear them saying between them how much I am loved. Nan is saying you are lucky to have my granddaughter as your wife and mother to your kids.

Gary is saying I know and I am truly blessed to have.her too.

It's kinda weird hearing spirit talk to me it's high pitch talking but I can make out the difference between Gary and my Nan.

I want to thank you Nan and my darling Gary for grounding me today as today' has been rather horrible because of someone on social media who has been threatening me into doing something I do not want to do.

It's my fault for chatting guys up when I shouldn't be doing it.

Gary understands what has been happening and has step in to stop the situation from going from bad to worse.

The universe always provides in situations of negative energy and put that protective bubble of love around you.

Trust in the universe it will give you the strength to be strong and fight.

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